Chapter 9Thursday evening
They drove fifteen minutes on Route 29 North into the Rural Area between Allentown and Hamilton. Bull’s house sat on a hill. “You always need to be on the high ground for security,” he told Jamie.
As they approached the house Jamie saw an old fashioned ranch, cream, with sage green shutters. The house looked like Bull had remodeled recently. It was set back on the lot and everything but the front yard was surrounded by an eight foot privacy fence. Jamie noticed the cameras on the sides and front of the house and flood lights next to the cameras.
“Why do you have so much security? This place is like a fortress.” Jamie looked around. The next house was about a block away.
“When I came home, I was paranoid. Tommy’s father threatened me and by that time the man wa
